Derelict's Petition...

I met a girl,
Pretty, lovable and loved her a lot,
But she burnt my heart,
I was always happy till then with whatever I had,
Suddenly, A lightning struck...
Threw me...
Ash to Ash,
Dust to Dust,
I lost her,
Make me cry,
Try me,
But not now,
Vengeance will be delivered,
What a pathetic pay back,
Used me and went away like a wind,
Still love for her has made me a stiff derelict,
Let my fate decide and pave my way,
Bring back my heaven...
Please,
This could be my last say.

poem by Vikrant Jog
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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